C388 Chapter 388

Yan Jin calmly picked up the napkin in front of him. Out of habit, he unfolded it, gave it a polite shake, and tucked it into his collar. He rested both hands on the table, fingers slightly spread. All eyes around him drifted his way. Seeing the foie gras on his plate, people couldn’t help but feel curious—no one really knew what to make of everything that had just happened.

Yan Jin said evenly